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partner. After years of commercial life in Chillicothe, I came West on ac-
count of ill health and settled in Boise, Idaho. I was married in St. Joseph,
Mo., in 1876.
"My first vote was cast for Samuel J. Tilden for president and Phelps
for governor. I was elected a member of the city council of Chillicothe in
1886, and was elected mayor of the city in 1887. I was secretary of the
committee which built the private normal school. I was also secretary of the
committee to procure the right of way to induce the Milwaukee railroad to
build through Livingstone county.'*
There is a homeless little girl in
L'uropea ray of bright sunshine in
the bloody murk of a great national
tragedywho, being symbol of
sweet, childhood, has by that very
magic transformed the world of
srn.pathetic hearts into hearts of
childrenchildren the world over,
who regard her as the most beloved.
She is Princess Marie Jose of Bel
gium, exiled with her mother in Eng
land, where there are being dis
tributed thousands and thousands of
postal cards bearing her portrait
also charming plaster busts, souvenirs
for her small friends, whose ages
range anywhere from six to sixteen.
The post cards have already circled
the e^rth.
This is what Lars Anderson, for
merly American minister to Belgium,
says of the little princess:
"I knew the little Princess Marie
Jose when I was minister at the Bel
gian court, and she was like a fairy
princess, the ideal princess of one's dreams. In our drawing room there is a
Photograph, a gift to my wife, signed in her childish but strong handwriting
as 'Marie Jose de Belgique,' and in it she appears the little royal princess
out of a story book, for her wonderful hair is all aglow with the light from a
window by which she stands, and her dress seems to recall medieval times*
I do not exaggerate her wonderful charm, and there is enough suggestion of
mischief in the charm to prove her a little girl as well as a royal princess."
i*nm ii i,i m.t p*0*mM
Moses Alexander, Democratic gov
emor of Idaho and the first Jew to be
elected chief executive of any of the
United States, knows that poor boys
can win fame and fortune, for that is
What he himself has done. Person
ality, perseverance and principles
may be said to be responsible for his
success in life. Perhaps it was main
ly the first named that put him at the
helm in a normally Republican state
when his Democratic running mates
all were defeated. Here is the way
(Mr. Alexander tells briefly of his
"1 started in Chillicothe, Mo.,
working for Jacob Berg & Co., at the
munificent- salary of $10 per month
and board. That was in the sixties,
when we were supposed to work as
long as there was anything to do
sunrise to sunset had no reference to
a day's task. This firm afterwards
became the firm of Wallbrunn &
Alexander, of which I was junior
If one enters into conversation
with Charles Caldwell McChord, chair
man of the interstate commerce com
mission, on matters that relate to his
work, it is almost a certainty that
he will talk about "safety first," for
Mr. McChord is the leading exponent
in official life in the United States of
the effort to make the railroads in the
country less deadly. Twelve years ot
service as a member of the Kentucky
railway commission and more than
four years as a member of the inter
state commerce commission have
made him a master of the subject.
His is the voice of authority.
In the organization of the inter
state commerce commission the work
of that body in its administration is
divided among the members. To Mr.
McChord, when he was appointed in
December, 1910, was assigned the
safety work, and that includes the
administration of all the federal laws
regarding safety appliances, hours of
continuous employment, inspection of engines and equipment, investigations
of wrecks and the like.
In his four years' service he has completely reorganized what is now
known as the division of safety, and built it up into an effective and far-
reaching arm of the government. Personal attention did this. "Safety first,''
as they tell it within the commission, "is McChord's bug."
Once she was only a Spanish dan
cer, graceful and charming, to be
sure, but poor and quite without so
cial standing. Now she is the
favorite wife of his Highness Jagat Jit
Singh Eahadur, maharajah raga-i-raj
gan of Kapurthala, and with him is
making a tour of the United States,
including a visit to the Panama-Pa
cific exposition at San Francisco.
The maharajah has traveled much
in Europe, and it was on/one of his
trips that he saw the pretty Spanish
dancer and succumbed to her charms.
He decided that he needed another
wife, a contract was drawn up,
$6,000 was paid to the young dancer's
parents and she was whisked away
to India, nothing losth, and married
in regular Sikh fashion. Over there
her husband is the lord of a Punjab
Ftate 59S square miles in area, and
500 servants are at his call in his
palace. That isn't all, either, for his
highness already had three wives
when he found and wan the Spanish girl. But she knows she is the favorite
o-.ip. being the youngest and prettiest, and Glares that no jealous thoughts
nuoMffet syjtoiCMUCi
Towser was an old dog. He had
been on the farm for many years, and
Farmer Mason thought he was too
old to be a watchdog any i iger.
So he brought a new dog home one
day and put him in Towser's house.
Poor Towser did not understand it
He slept in the kitchen and the new
dog had his house in the yard and
ate out of his dish.
"Hello, Towser," said Pussy the
next morning. "How do you like sleep
ing in the house?"
"It was nice and warm," said Tow
ser, trying not to show his feelings.
"Yes, I know that," said Pussy "but
you have looked out for things so
long it must be hard to see someone
in your place. He is a fine-looking
fellow," added Pussy, as she went out
the door.
Towser did not go around where the
doghouse was for several days.
"Poor Towser," said the farmer's
wife one morning, "he really seems to
feel hurt at being put out of his house.
I truly think he is a better watchdog
now than the new one, for a tramp
came up to the door the other morn
ing, and the new dog did not bark.
Towser did, though, and he drove him
out in quick time."
"Towser has been a good dog," said
Parmer Mason, "but he has had his
day. I think he should have an easy
time, now he is old. I hope when I
am old someone will let me take
things easy. Don't you worry about
Towser he'll get used to things in a
few days."
One day Towser was passing
through the yard, and the new dog
growled. Towser did not notice him
at first, but when he kept it up Tow
ser walked toward him, growling and
showing his teeth, and by the time he
reached him the new dog turned and
went into the house.
"He is a coward," said the old roost
er, who was watching them. "Towser
Is worth three like him."
"But Towser is old," said the little
brown hen, "the new dog is young
and he is fine-looking, also."
"That is what Puss thinks," said
the rooster. "Handsome is that hand
some does is what I think," he said,
Btrutting over to the pig pen.
"Ma-dam Pig," he asked, "what do
you think of the new dog?"
"I think Towser the best," she said.
"That new dog comes over here and
barks at us just like a silly dog."
The rooster met the horse next.
"How do you like the new dog?"
he asked.
"He is a stupid creature," said the
horse. "He runs at my heels and
"How Do You Like Sleeping in the
barks like any common dog, and I
for one think it is a shame that Tow
ser was put out of his house for that
good-for-nothing animal."
One night Farmer Mason heard a
loud barking, and then the smashing
of glass. He took his gun and ran
downstairs. He found the window in
the kitchen broken, and when he
looked out there was Towser stand
ing over a man and growling very
fiercely. The man was a burglar that
had tried to enter the house by the
kitchen window.
The new dog was in his house. He
had let the man come in the yard and
did not bark. Towser wagged his
tail and looked at his master in a very
knowing manner.
The next day the new dog was led
away by a boy to whom Farmer Ma
son had given him, and Towser was
put back in his house.
His master patted his head and
said: "If you can catch a man at
your age and hold him, you will do to
look out for us for a while yet."
The Greatest Mistake.
It is a silly sort of pride that makes
one ashamed to own up that he has
been mistaken. No one, old or young,
is always right, and if you are ready
to admit that you are sometimes mis
taken, why should you be ashamed to
own a special riistake. The greatest
of all mistakes is to pretend that you
never made one.Girls' Companion.
A Young Skeptic.
Callei"Marjorie, if you drink so
much tea you will be an old maid.
MarjorieI don't believe that at all.
Mamma drinks lots of tea and she's
been marrieis twic^ an' isn't an oM
viix.Q. yet.
No Farm Boy'i, Life Complete Without
a DogBig Aid In Shaping Life
to Better End.
Boys and girls who live upon farm
where they may have pets of their
own may consider themselves far bet
ter situated than their city cousins
who do not have these advantages.
It was the prevailing opinion of the
fathers and mothers a generation ago
that no boy's life was complete with
out a dogthe breed didn't matter
much, just so it was a doga boy's
The best dog we older boys caa re
member was the mongrel of no breed*
ing of our boyhood days. He shared
our joys, our sorrows, and often ou*
dinners, says writer in Wyoming
Farm Bulletin. He was always ready
for any fun, and was usually in the
lead in time of trouble. He wouldn't
have taken the purple ribbon at a
prize show, but with us he was blue
blooded, though his looks denied it.
He was the most valuable animal on
A Splendid Sheep Dog.
the farm and ranks today in our
memories close to father and mother,
brother and sister. We thought little
of him at the time, as he was almost
as much a part of our existence as
hands and feet, but we missed him
when he was gone.
He taught us many thingsobedi
ence, kindness, forbearance, cheerful
ness, charity, companionship, how to
command, respect for the rights of
othersall these and more have been
tucked away into subconsciousness
shaping our lives towards a better
end. We were not aware of this at
the time, but it is true, notwithstand
She Is the One Who Makes This
World a Pleasant Place Because
She Is So Agreeable Herself.
You have undoubtedly met disagree
able girls, who, without doing any
thing especially spiteful or mean, have
impressed you as girls to avoid. But
have you ever met the girl that you,
as well as everyone else, likes? You
are unfortunate if you have not met
She is the girl who appreciates the
fact that she cannot always have the
first choice of everything in the
She is the girl who is not aggres
sive and does not find joy in exciting
aggressive people.
She is the girl who never causes
pain with a thoughtless tongue.
She is a girl who, when you invito
her to any place, compliments you by
looking her best.
She is the girl who makes the world
a pleasant place because she is so
pleasant herself.-Selected.
English Student Discovers New Fact
Concerning InsectsUnique Sys
tem for Ventilation.
An English gentleman lately took a
small wasp's nest, about the size of an
app^e, and, after stupefying its in
mates, placed it in a large cage in
side of his house, leaving an opening
for egress through the wall. Here
the nest was enlarged to a foot in di
ameter, holding thousands of wasps.
He was able now to watch their move
ments, and he noted one new ?act
namely, their systematic attention to.
In hot weather from four to six wasps
were continually stationed at the hole
of egress, and, while leaving space
for entrance or exit, they created a
sieady current of fresh air by the
exceedingly rapid motion of their
After a long course of this vigorous
exercise the ventilators were relieved
by other wasps. During cool weather
only two wasps at a time were usually
thus engaged.
How She Behaved,
MotherSometimes there are rude
boys in Sunday school who giggle
and smile at little girls, and sometimes
little girls smile back at them, but I
hope my little girl does not behave
like that.
Small DaughterNo, indeed, mam
ma I always put out my tonguo at
Something Doing.
"Does Johnny like his new school?"
inquired the friend of the family.
"Oh, immensely," replied Johnny's
long suffering mother. "He has had a
fight every day since he started, and
acquired a black eye that is the envy
of every boy in the neighborhood."
Getting Into Mischief.
Eight letters of the alphabet are al
ways getting into mischief.
Successful Artist.
A successful artist is always true to
his colors.
Nine Tons at Fat Men's Club Banquet in Boston
thousand two hundred and fifty pound3 of fat men sat
down at the banquet of the United States Fat Men's club, at the Revero
house, on a night not long ago. An estimate has not yet been made of the
weight of food consumed, or of the
bulk of zizzles and foam that helped
the gastronomic communion. Need
less to aver, the totals in all cases
at such a time were big.
For be it known, that there is a
New England Fat Men's club, noted
throughout the universe as the live
liest membership for the load of duty
which membership entails in the his
tory of fat men's clubs and that
most of the members of this organiza
tion belong to the greater, wider and
more expensivea phrase frequently heard during deliberations of the so-
cietyUnited States Fat Men's club.
Fat men smile so easily and so happily, it is like taking a turn in Eden
to interview one of them. "Nobody loves a fat man, except a reporter," may-
be an improvement on a proverb whose truth has never yet been proved. One
fat man spoke with true-hearted, whole-hearted sincerity of his delight at
sizing up the situation:
"Did you ever see a fat man who was in a great deal of trouble,,
summed up, while he forgot himself long enough to try to cross his legs.
"You rarely, almost never see one in court, unless he goes to watch a thin
man get tried he usually has enough money to keep soul and body together"
which is some stunt under these certain circumstances"and he generally
has a happy family to sit around him.'-
"Are fat men happy?" was another question.
"Happy?" was the reply. "Never saw one that didn't smile when his
face is at rest, did you? That's the sign of happiness watch it for yourself."
Young Fly Killers in St. Louis Were Too Busy
LOUIS.Buying flies at ten cents the hundred early in the year is at-
with great danger of financial disaster, as several women, mem-
bers of the Consumers' league, discovered the other day. The day's returns
totaled more than 60,000, which meant
that more than $60 had to be paid
out. The women soon found their
available cash exhausted in the face
of this unexpected demand, and had
to issue certificates of indebtedness
to many school children.
The league, which has always
fought for purity of food supplies, de
cided to start in early this year with
a swat-the-fly campaign. It offered the
ten cents a hundred prize to school
children, and the school children im
mediately became industrious. It was announced that committees would visit
the public schools on Fridays and Saturdays and redeem with cash the swat-
ted flies.
Things went along smoothly enough until a delegation of women visited
the Baden school, Halls Ferry road and Newby street, Friday. They were
dumfounded when the bovs and girls of the institution exhibited all that was
mortal of 24,000 flies. That meant bounties of $24.
That so many flies could have been killed in that time so early in the
season appeared incredible to the women. They consulted Dr. G. A. Jordan,
assistant health commissioner, who sent a man to investigate. The investi-
gator reported that there were breeding places of flies in that neighborhood
which could readily account for the number.
Chicago Boys Discover Easy Clean-Up Week Money
great double-barreled mystery was solved in North Chicagc
the other day when a traitor revealed a scheme carried out by enter-
prising small boys of that suburb. For several days the garbage dumps had
been disappearing/ gradually and
strange odors had permeated houses
where small boys live. The residents
sought in vain for explanations ol
these two strange conditions, which
they did not connect until the truth
became known.
Incidentally the explanatioc
caused much chagrin to members of
the Woman's Library club.
Recently, at a meeting of the club
it was decided to have a "clean-up"
week. A reward of two cents a bag
was offered to all the boys in town who would gather up rubbish from the
streets and alleys.
The youngsters promptly held a meeting of their own and formally ac-
cepted the offer. Then they went into secret session and made a "gentle-
man's agreement" just like grown-up commercial "pirates." After that they
went to work. The streets and alleys showed no effect of their industry, but
the garbage piles began to shrink rapidly.
"We thought it was easier to shovel trash into the bags at the dump
than to go around picking up little pieces," one lad confessed. "It would
take a whole day to fill half a dozen bags. This way we could get a dozen
bags of rubbish in a few hours, and the club members would never know the
difference. Our cellar is piled full of bags now."
The family made a hasty investigation. They verified the confession.
They also discovered the source of the strange odors.
So. Mrs. F. E. De Yoe, president of the club, has issued a warning, "for
the benefit of dishonest boys," that a fine of five cents will be levied for
every bag of rubbish dishonestly collected.
Efforts of the boys to discover the identity of the traitor who "snitched"
were vain.
He Wanted to Send His Fat Boy by Parcel Post
CITY."How much stamps does it take to send this hyeah bo?
by that parcel post?" a negro inquired at the stamp window the othet
a fat negro boy beside the man.
day. The clerk looked puzzled at
"I don't know. I'll refer you to
the postmaster," he said.
The negro, James Taylor, took
the boy into Postmaster Collins' office
and again expressed the desire to
mail the negro boy by parcel post.
"Why don't you send him by the
train as a passenger?" Mr. Collins
"I done counted the cost and I
ain't got that 'mount,' the negro re
The negro said he and his wife
were separated and that he wanted to send the boy to Poplar Bluff, Ma
where his grandparents would take care of him. He insisted that the boy gi
parcel post.
Mr. Collins had the youngster weighed. He hit the scales at 46 pound*
"Can't send over 20 pounds that distance," the postmaster said. "YouTI havt
to divide your boy if you send him by mail."
The negro scratched his head a bit and then took the boy by th9 ham
and walked out of the* office grumbling:
"Tlir.' ..uvr. pczt ain't what it's craelted UD to bo.''

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